Lyrics:
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 Lu, Spig
plans, in life you gotta take a chance
Might be coast to coast in a 2 door Benz
No we don't, got no room for ya friends
Doing bout a hundred down
keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran us
We bustin clips like bananas,
There's been times when I flip like acrobats
Fuckin' coast to coast
Chickenheads to hoodrats
Tools to Gats, Lowriders to Ac's
Two years ago my shit was
the game on squeeze
I got the game so easy
Know about me
Know about me
What these n's know about me?
(Northside)
We used to rap by the park
Knew that I'd
ride( just me and you alone)
Now maybe(Maybe!) where you come from on the east coast but on the finer side of town
It never Rains.. (x2)
(Ill see you
heavy with the funk
Hating full of pride really this is what you want
Left coast east coast raw sound in your trunk
Step by step we move real smooth
and they shining in the face
Hopping out the benzo then I hop up in the range
Twenty-two choppas and we aiming at your brain
I do this shit all by my lonely
A thousand degrees on my neck and I'm slaying em both
East coast west coast two tone
Heat in my lap and the ice in the freezer
Keep a stack lil nigga
from the I-N-G
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran
Banned off the coast
Might tag all the feds on my latest post
This a Halloween party and I am the host
Shit
Trae tha fucking killa killa
This bitch named
on the street
I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street
East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.
West Coast y'all,
Couldn't make without you
Kept on dreaming of us two
Took a shot I just had to
Girl I wanna marry you
Picture this me and you chilling on the beach
Something in the water
In the water
Something in the water I can feel it
Coast to coast down PCH the view in you is scenic
Breeze running through
I just want you by my side
Even when we're far apart
I can't even sleep at night
Not without your beating heart
I know You're worth it
And you are
wasn't raised with the word "quit"
I'll live, forever tryna make this square peg fit uh
To my West Coast homies getting down, riding low
We sayin' we got
way too far
[Chorus]
Now when I go home, I don't want to go
To any place where we used to roam, so
I stay away from the Del Mar coast
Pretend that I
of the night
His Winchester by his side
Riding toward those California pines
Took him one month and ten days, sixteen hours, some minute-odd change
That's how
if I pull out some heat, nigga, you gon' kick in (kick in)
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the old school
When it's time to duel, you
on the west coast
They could do a juice cleanse
For two or ten days
And act like they were made of gold
Cause that's what the Kardashian's do
It's good for
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like
with the west coast, show em how we rock it
Keep it pumpin through the summer, stuff them chips up in my pocket
Super-saki gin'll keep my style all in
Big car
Big house
Big dreams
Remember days ain't have a thing
Coast to coast
Fucking hoes in Beijing
Different chain
Different bling
Now a nigga good
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